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Chapter 8 : WHO IS NANDI


NATHI POV

"Father we need to talk..." I barged into his board room.

"Everyone is excused"everyone in the room obeyed and left the room leaving me and my father alone.

"Who were those people that you captured today"

"Nathi that is none of your concern" he didn't answer the question

"As future leader of the this nation I think that it is" I remarked. He took a deep breath in and sighed

"I will answer you in due time but right now I have problems requiring my immediate attention "

"Oh like what?!"

"The Beqhwa people have arrived"

My heart stopped pumping blood. And the all the air in the room wasn't enough for me

"And I want you to join me in meeting them"

"But father..."

"I insist Nathi" he gave me a look of faith and confidence that I had to accept his invite

"Then I will go get ready immediately" he nodded pleased and I left. I would have to find another time to talk with him. I really wanted to know who those odd pale and darker eyed people were, specifically one of them that called me...Nandi ,which isn't exactly far off from my actual name.

He looked so unique...so starved and near death. He had high cheek bones and a building Adam's apple. He had dark pockets around his nutty brown eyes and thin lips. He was thin but had still had traces of muscle on him. He had long locks the were tied up and his overall demeanor was...cold. despite the position that my father put him in, he didn't appear distressed. His character interests me ,his name I think was along the lines of Senza...Senzo or something I can't remember clearly. But whatever his name was , I will meet him again

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"I have to see her again" those were the first words that came to mind despite me being imprisoned is some dark underground prison and cuffed in heavy chains.

I am no religious man but I wouldn't have been surprised if the deity had a hand in this. That this was a form of mockery because how could she look so alike to Nandi

How could she have to same plump wide lips, the same muscular built and brown afro. The same hazel brown ,button nose and round face. She must be my wife ,in some form of reincarnation I suspect 

No matter I have to see her again, at least before they kill me

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